It is sometimes painful to look in the mirror. Who is that old, fat, bald guy looking back at me? From the inside I still feel that I am in my twenties or thirties. Where did the last twenty or so years go?
I recently (March 2010) started to see a new doctor and this one began with a physical exam putting his finger in all kinds of body cavities. Come on, do I really have to pay a co-pay for this treatment? (grin) The appointment pretty much addressed the issues of "you're at that age" and rather than handing me a prescription for happy pills, he wanted to send me for round two and round three of more abusive and evasive testing. What contest in hell did I win???
How could I go from mildly healthy (only blood pressure meds) to being a diabetic with severe sleep apnea holding an appointment for a colonoscopy and a fist full of prescriptions and told to quit smoking, lose weight, and exercise more??? (won’t I get enough exercise running to the bathroom with that laxative they give you for the colonoscopy?). It was the results of that blood test that I overnight became a Type 2 diabetic.
The worst of it all is over but I do have a second sleep study to go to. I have a CPAP that sits on my nightstand because I can’t sleep with 80 mile an hour winds blowing up my nose. My diabetes is under control without meds. I have dropped 20 pounds since January.
So this is middle age?
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